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Rong Li blushed as he applied medicine for Ming Shu.
He glanced at Ming Shuâs chest. âAre you hurt here too?â
Ming Shuâs back was facing him so he was not sure if that sword stabbed into her chest. However, there was a lot of blood on her clothes...
âYou want to see?â Ming Shu smiled.
Rong Li gritted his teeth. âYes.â
Ming Shu teased him. âTake it off yourself. I have no energy.â
Rong Li: â...â
Rong Liâs hand shook as he untied the string. The clothes fell around her chest area.
He lowered his head and tried to avoid Ming Shuâs eyes.
He pulled the clothes down with his fingers.
There was no wound on her smooth and fair skin. There were some bloodstains, but it should be from her clothes.
He looked down further...
Rong Li instantly pulled up Ming Shuâs clothes.
Ming Shu pursed her lips and smiled. âHey, why did you cry just now?â
âI... didnât.â Rong Li shook his head.
âThen I must have seen wrongly. Why would you cry for me, right?â
Rong Li got a shock.
âI... I was worried about you.â
Ming Shu said casually, âWhy were you worried about me? I wonât die...â
Rong Li suddenly reached out and covered Ming Shuâs mouth. The distance between them shortened. Rong Li could see himself in her eyes. âDonât talk nonsense.â
He felt as though a feather brushed against his hand. It was soft and itchy.
He slowly put his hand down. He placed his hands on the bed and leaned toward Ming Shu. He pecked her on the lips.
After that, he just stared at Ming Shu. He seemed to be at a loss about what to do.
Ming Shu almost suspected that this was not her little demon.
His acting skills are impressive.
Amazing.
I must give him an award. If not, I will feel sorry for his acting skills.
Ming Shu covered his eyes. She moved her body and pressed him onto the bed.
When Ming Shu pushed out her tongue, Rong Li suddenly struggled. Ming Shu removed her hand that was covering his eyes. He was opening his eyes wide and looking at her as though she had bullied him. He looked pitiful.
âAllianceâAlliance Master...â Rong Li covered his mouth and stammered.
âWhatâs the problem?â
âYou... why did you...â
âIsnât kissing supposed to be like this?â
â...â Rong Li appeared as though he learned something new. He just stared blankly.
âYou canât accept it?â
Rong Liâs eyelashes vibrated. He slowly moved his hand away from his mouth and said, âCan... can we not do that? I... I will learn this later.â
Ming Shu smiled and got up. She sat on the side of the bed.
When the weight on his body was gone, Rong Li was stunned for a few seconds. He grabbed Ming Shuâs sleeve after that. âAre you angry?â
âWhy should I be angry?â She was just hungry. The two steamed stuffed buns just now were not enough for her. She was too tired to tease him.
Rong Li climbed up and hugged her from behind. âDonât be angry. We... we can try again... I will not react the same way...â
âItâs okay.â Ming Shu grabbed his wrist. âBe a good boy and ask Steamed Bun to come over.â
Rong Li froze.
Ming Shu didnât hear his voice for a long time. She felt something wet on her shoulder.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Why are you crying again!
What did she say just now?
She just wanted Steamed Bun to get some food for her!
What is this little demon thinking now?!
Did you get the character profile of a pitiful crybaby?
Ming Shu pulled her hand away and turned to look at him. âWhy are you crying? I really donât understand you.â
Rong Li continued crying and looking pitiful.
I just want to cry... No, not really.
F**k, I canât stop.
My tear glands are out of control.
Who designed this stupid character profile? This is so inhumane.
Why is a handsome genius like me crying?
Ming Shuâs head hurt. She hugged Rong Li.
Ming Shu looked down. Rong Li opened his mouth after sobbing for a while. Ming Shu kissed him, with tongue.
âIs it disgusting?â
Once she finished kissing him, she questioned him as she lay on his body.
Rong Li blushed slightly. He shook his head.
âThen are you still going to cry?â
Rong Li shook his head again.
âCan you call Steamed Bun for me now?â
Rong Li nodded. He plucked up his courage and asked, âWhat do you need him to do?â
âI am starving to death,â Ming Shu said. âI just fought and right after that, you wanted to suck my energy. I wonât be able to handle this even if I were an immortal.â
Rong Liâs face turned red in an instant. He got down the bed in a flurry and ran out of the room without even straightening his clothes.
Ming Shu placed her hand on her forehead.
She was going to die soon.
The chef king didnât come with them so Steamed Bun could only ask the Flying Tiger Clanâs leader to bring some food over.
When Steamed Bun sent the food over, he kept shifting his gaze between Ming Shu and Rong Li.
Ming Shu looked at him. âDid you get an answer out of them?â
Steamed Bun shook his head. âNo...â
âThen what are you waiting for?â
â... The people consist of disciples from different big sects and clans. The sects and clans are furious at us,â Steamed Bun said weakly.
Ming Shu didnât change her expression. âIf anyone has any opinions, ask them to come and look for me.â
Steamed Bun: â...â After that match, who dares to look for you.
Ming Shu placed her chopsticks on the fish head dish. Her voice was steady. âIf nothing comes from the questioning, they will have a hard time.â
Her chopsticks stabbed right through the fish head.
Steamed Bun: â...â
The person might not be targeting the alliance master. There were so many people then and the hidden weapons were shot in all directions.
If this happened in the past, the alliance master would never question these people. It was too troublesome for her. She would rather eat two plates of osmanthus cake.
Why did she care so much about it this time?
âAre you still not planning to leave?â
Steamed Bun swallowed and rushed out of the room.
âAre you tired from standing?â
âNo.â Rong Li shook his head.
âAre you trying to appear taller than me? Sit down.â Irritating.
âOh...â
Ming Shu caused such a huge impact today and got hurt too. Hence, no one dared to disturb her.
Ming Shu washed up and went to bed directly after.
Rong Li stood at the side of the bed.
âCome here.â Ming Shu moved inside a little.
Rong Li pretended to hesitate before climbing onto the bed.
Of course, as a pitiful little boy, he had to wait to be pampered in bed.
However, Ming Shu had no intention of doing anything with him.
Rong Li placed his arm below Ming Shuâs head. He wanted her to sleep comfortably.
âAlliance Master... do you have anyone that you worry about?â
âNo.â
â... Oh.â
Silence.
âWho am I to you?â
âWho do you want to be?â
Rong Li hugged Ming Shuâs waist. There was no gap between their bodies. âI want... to become your man.â
âHeh...â
âAlliance Master, why are you laughing?â What is so funny? I am an ambitious genius.
What was his ambition?
His ambition was her.
âItâs getting dark. Stop daydreaming.â
âIt doesnât matter if you donât care about me. I care about you. You will care about me in the future.â
âYes, yes. You can dream at night too.â Ming Shu chuckled. âYou should learn how to be a proper bed warmer and boytoy before talking about anything else.â
Rong Li: â...â
Bed warmer?
Boytoy?
Did she treat him like a boytoy?
Are boytoys as handsome as me?
F**k...
System, is there a way to become a professional boytoy quickly?